Saturday, September 08, 2007

Life before desire,
without conscience.
Cities without rivers or bells.

Where is the forest
not cut down
for profit or literature

where blossoms instead
will close the heart

Where is the suitor
undistressed
one can talk with

Where is there a room
without the damn god of love?

3 comments:

cara said...

where indeed.

Lorne Roberts said...

it's, uh, in portage la prairie, i think. or close to there, anyway.

LOVE this guy. ondaatje just rocks.

cara said...

I'm in the middle of "Running in the Family", so good, so good.

but to be honest and perhaps an insight into my grasp of literature, I like the pictures best.
;)